Marcie has found the man of her dreams, Damon. Now the semester has come to an end and it's time to go home for the summer. Marcie doesn't want to go. She wants to spend it with Damon. She has no idea how exciting the days ahead will be.
All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
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With finals over, Marcie packed to go home. She tried to find an excuse to stay with Damon for the summer but couldn’t. She was worried if she pushed it would seem like she wanted too much, too soon. Standing at the door, she looked around the empty room one last time before taking her stuff downstairs.
From over her shoulder she heard, "Need some help?" Damon was standing at the end of the hall with a big gym bag next to him. A crisp white t-shirt was stretched tight on his frame. Marcie’s eyes traced the bulge of every muscle and tendon of his magnificent chest through it. The white cotton stood out in stark contrast to his ebony skin. 'He looks delicious,' Marcie thought. She sighed wistfully and thought, ‘I could eat him up.'